BBTP post: Sidetracked
Title: Sidetracked
Author:![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
unbroken_halo
Pairing: Billville
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,115
Summary: Bill has a surprise for Neville, but then again, Neville has a surprise for Bill as well.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and Company belong to JK Rowling. This work was written for entertainment purposes only and no monetary gain was earned.
Highlight for Warnings: *language, frottage, mentions of bondage, slight senses deprivation and money shot *
AN: Written for BBTP 08 and my![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif)
100quills table. Thanks to eeyore9990 for the once over.
Sidetracked
"Are you ready?" Bill inquired softly.
"Yes," Neville replied, his eyes still closed as he waited on Bill.
Bill tied the blindfold around Neville's head and waved one hand in front of his face, then held up three fingers. "How many fingers am I holding up?"
Neville chuckled. "You've just blinded me and then expect me to answer a visual question?" He shrugged his shoulders, "Four?"
Bill grinned and leaned in to slant his mouth over Neville's, his fingers making quick work of Neville's shirt. He slid it off Neville's shoulders and down his arms, giving Neville quick, light kisses over his nose and mouth again.
Neville moaned, reaching up and patting his way to Bill's hair. He tugged the hair band out, setting the dark ginger locks free and threading his fingers in the heavy mass. Tugging gently, he pulled Bill's head down and held him steady, thrusting his tongue into Bill's mouth and stroking it along Bill's.
Bill groaned and pulled away. "No, we can't… not yet… It'll ruin the surprise I've made for you."
Neville huffed out a breath and licked his lips. "You realize this isn't endearing me to the surprise."
Bill chuckled. "Just think how much better it will be for having to wait for it."
"Gryffindor, remember? We have no patience." Neville reached out for Bill again.
Bill laughed louder this time and stepped back from Neville's seeking fingers. Neville continued stretching out for him then took a step forward.
"Wait! I don't want you to fall." Bill grabbed Neville's hands, steadying him, and then moved around behind him.
"I've got you. Now walk, and go slow so we don't trip." Bill wrapped his arms around Neville's shoulders and began to steer him toward their bedroom.
Neville grinned and leaned back into Bill, twining his fingers with Bill's and rubbing his arse against Bill's crotch as they walked. He bought one of their joined hands to his mouth and licked Bill's fingers before sucking one into his mouth.
Bill moaned, stumbling slightly, then growled at Neville. "You do know that if we have to go to Casualty, you are explaining what happened if there are broken limbs."
"As long as nothing important is broken, I'll tell them anything you want."
Bill shook his head, and wrapped one hand around Neville's hip, stroking his fingers around in a circle, light little caresses upon his trousers. "You aren't going to make this easy on me, are you?
Neville chuckled, and pressed back against Bill, harder this time. "I don't see why I should. It was your idea for the blindfold."
Bill sucked in a breath, squeezing Neville's hip and trying to stop Neville from blatantly taunting him. "I could just call the entire thing off…"
Neville froze then grinned, starting to move once again slowly, sensually, as he reached up and wrapped his arms around Bill's neck. He arched his back, rising up on tiptoe and stretched his body out for Bill to peruse. "You could…" he paused to lick his lips. "But you won't," Neville murmured. "You want me too much to turn away from a challenge."
Bill bent his head to Neville's shoulder, nosing the curve of muscle and skin and inhaled the rich, masculine scent if him. He breathed up the side of Neville's throat, running his tongue along one vein that stuck out on Neville's corded neck. "Just stay like that long enough and we won't ever make it to the bedroom."
Neville slid one arm down from Bill's neck and wedged it between them, tugging on the fly of Bill's jeans. "That works for me."
Bill chuckled, thrusting against Neville's palm. "Your wish is my command," he murmured against Neville's earlobe then sucked it in his mouth. He slid his hands over Neville's chest, fingers dipping down to Neville's own trousers.
Neville melted back against Bill's body, sighing as he tangled his other hand in Bill's hair, tugging on the dark auburn strands and Bill's zip at the same time. He dipped his hand inside Bill's jeans, wrapping his fist around Bill's prick, squeezing and stroking him. "I say the surprise can wait. Fuck me now," he panted and turned in Bill's arms, toeing up to press his mouth to Bill's.
Bill grunted as Neville moulded himself to his chest, staggering backwards and falling down to the sofa and all he could do was hang on. Neville continued to attack his mouth and jeans, pulling back on the flaps of cloth and stroking his cock.
Bill arched up into Neville's caresses, reaching out blindly for Neville's own trousers, when Neville suddenly pulled away. He opened his eyes and looked up at Neville, smiling back at him as Neville peeled off his remaining clothes, but left the blindfold on.
He shook his head as Neville reached for him and grasped Neville's outstretched hand, pulling him back on top of his lap.
Neville thrust against Bill, rubbing their cocks together and moaned. He reached down, wrapped one hand around both of them and stroked, leaning forward and nuzzling Bill's neck.
Bill groaned and arched up into Neville's strokes. He fumbled one hand down to his jeans, digging around for his wand to summon some lube.
Neville didn't relent though and rocked himself against Bill, still sliding his hand over the both of them as he canted his hips faster. He moaned against Bill's neck and murmured, "If you don't hurry, I'm going to come all over you, just like this."
Neville sat up suddenly, let go of both of their pricks and continued to stroke his own for a few seconds more then came. His release arched up on to Bill's stomach and chest, a few splatters reaching to his face then Neville collapsed forward on to Bill's chest, panting heavily.
Bill sucked in a breath as Neville's come hit his body then Neville's weight came crashing down on top of him. The slickness of the semen and the slide of Neville's softening prick against his own triggered his release.
Bill wrapped his arms around Neville and pressed a kiss to his sweaty hair then pulled the blindfold away. He arched an eyebrow at Neville. "Well… that was interesting. Was it the thought of the surprise or the blindfold?"
Neville's face turned a bit redder and he hid his face in Bill's hair. "The blindfold," he murmured.
Bill chuckled. "I suppose then I shouldn't tell you about the surprise in the bedroom if just the blindfold does that to you."
"Get it over with," was Neville's muffled answer.
"I thought we could try some light restraints," Bill replied and ran a hand up Neville's back.
Neville just groaned.
Author:
unbroken_haloPairing: Billville
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,115
Summary: Bill has a surprise for Neville, but then again, Neville has a surprise for Bill as well.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and Company belong to JK Rowling. This work was written for entertainment purposes only and no monetary gain was earned.
Highlight for Warnings: *language, frottage, mentions of bondage, slight senses deprivation and money shot *
AN: Written for BBTP 08 and my
100quills table. Thanks to eeyore9990 for the once over."Are you ready?" Bill inquired softly.
"Yes," Neville replied, his eyes still closed as he waited on Bill.
Bill tied the blindfold around Neville's head and waved one hand in front of his face, then held up three fingers. "How many fingers am I holding up?"
Neville chuckled. "You've just blinded me and then expect me to answer a visual question?" He shrugged his shoulders, "Four?"
Bill grinned and leaned in to slant his mouth over Neville's, his fingers making quick work of Neville's shirt. He slid it off Neville's shoulders and down his arms, giving Neville quick, light kisses over his nose and mouth again.
Neville moaned, reaching up and patting his way to Bill's hair. He tugged the hair band out, setting the dark ginger locks free and threading his fingers in the heavy mass. Tugging gently, he pulled Bill's head down and held him steady, thrusting his tongue into Bill's mouth and stroking it along Bill's.
Bill groaned and pulled away. "No, we can't… not yet… It'll ruin the surprise I've made for you."
Neville huffed out a breath and licked his lips. "You realize this isn't endearing me to the surprise."
Bill chuckled. "Just think how much better it will be for having to wait for it."
"Gryffindor, remember? We have no patience." Neville reached out for Bill again.
Bill laughed louder this time and stepped back from Neville's seeking fingers. Neville continued stretching out for him then took a step forward.
"Wait! I don't want you to fall." Bill grabbed Neville's hands, steadying him, and then moved around behind him.
"I've got you. Now walk, and go slow so we don't trip." Bill wrapped his arms around Neville's shoulders and began to steer him toward their bedroom.
Neville grinned and leaned back into Bill, twining his fingers with Bill's and rubbing his arse against Bill's crotch as they walked. He bought one of their joined hands to his mouth and licked Bill's fingers before sucking one into his mouth.
Bill moaned, stumbling slightly, then growled at Neville. "You do know that if we have to go to Casualty, you are explaining what happened if there are broken limbs."
"As long as nothing important is broken, I'll tell them anything you want."
Bill shook his head, and wrapped one hand around Neville's hip, stroking his fingers around in a circle, light little caresses upon his trousers. "You aren't going to make this easy on me, are you?
Neville chuckled, and pressed back against Bill, harder this time. "I don't see why I should. It was your idea for the blindfold."
Bill sucked in a breath, squeezing Neville's hip and trying to stop Neville from blatantly taunting him. "I could just call the entire thing off…"
Neville froze then grinned, starting to move once again slowly, sensually, as he reached up and wrapped his arms around Bill's neck. He arched his back, rising up on tiptoe and stretched his body out for Bill to peruse. "You could…" he paused to lick his lips. "But you won't," Neville murmured. "You want me too much to turn away from a challenge."
Bill bent his head to Neville's shoulder, nosing the curve of muscle and skin and inhaled the rich, masculine scent if him. He breathed up the side of Neville's throat, running his tongue along one vein that stuck out on Neville's corded neck. "Just stay like that long enough and we won't ever make it to the bedroom."
Neville slid one arm down from Bill's neck and wedged it between them, tugging on the fly of Bill's jeans. "That works for me."
Bill chuckled, thrusting against Neville's palm. "Your wish is my command," he murmured against Neville's earlobe then sucked it in his mouth. He slid his hands over Neville's chest, fingers dipping down to Neville's own trousers.
Neville melted back against Bill's body, sighing as he tangled his other hand in Bill's hair, tugging on the dark auburn strands and Bill's zip at the same time. He dipped his hand inside Bill's jeans, wrapping his fist around Bill's prick, squeezing and stroking him. "I say the surprise can wait. Fuck me now," he panted and turned in Bill's arms, toeing up to press his mouth to Bill's.
Bill grunted as Neville moulded himself to his chest, staggering backwards and falling down to the sofa and all he could do was hang on. Neville continued to attack his mouth and jeans, pulling back on the flaps of cloth and stroking his cock.
Bill arched up into Neville's caresses, reaching out blindly for Neville's own trousers, when Neville suddenly pulled away. He opened his eyes and looked up at Neville, smiling back at him as Neville peeled off his remaining clothes, but left the blindfold on.
He shook his head as Neville reached for him and grasped Neville's outstretched hand, pulling him back on top of his lap.
Neville thrust against Bill, rubbing their cocks together and moaned. He reached down, wrapped one hand around both of them and stroked, leaning forward and nuzzling Bill's neck.
Bill groaned and arched up into Neville's strokes. He fumbled one hand down to his jeans, digging around for his wand to summon some lube.
Neville didn't relent though and rocked himself against Bill, still sliding his hand over the both of them as he canted his hips faster. He moaned against Bill's neck and murmured, "If you don't hurry, I'm going to come all over you, just like this."
Neville sat up suddenly, let go of both of their pricks and continued to stroke his own for a few seconds more then came. His release arched up on to Bill's stomach and chest, a few splatters reaching to his face then Neville collapsed forward on to Bill's chest, panting heavily.
Bill sucked in a breath as Neville's come hit his body then Neville's weight came crashing down on top of him. The slickness of the semen and the slide of Neville's softening prick against his own triggered his release.
Bill wrapped his arms around Neville and pressed a kiss to his sweaty hair then pulled the blindfold away. He arched an eyebrow at Neville. "Well… that was interesting. Was it the thought of the surprise or the blindfold?"
Neville's face turned a bit redder and he hid his face in Bill's hair. "The blindfold," he murmured.
Bill chuckled. "I suppose then I shouldn't tell you about the surprise in the bedroom if just the blindfold does that to you."
"Get it over with," was Neville's muffled answer.
"I thought we could try some light restraints," Bill replied and ran a hand up Neville's back.
Neville just groaned.
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